More Quotes by Julio Cortázar
I think we all have a little bit of that beautiful madness that keeps us walking when everything around us is so insanely sane.
We no longer believe because it is absurd: it is absurd because we must believe.
Where are the beginnings, the endings, and most important, the middles?
I sometimes longed for someone who, like me, had not adjusted perfectly with his age, and such a person was hard to find; but I soon discovered cats, in which I could imagine a condition like mine, and books, where I found it quite often.
Human history is the sad result of each one looking out for himself.
The novel wins by points, the short story by knockout.
All profound distraction opens certain doors. You have to allow yourself to be distracted when you are unable to concentrate.
Only in dreams, in poetry, in play do we sometimes arrive at what we were before we were this thing that, who knows, we are.
Only by living absurdly is it possible to break out of this infinite absurdity.
What most people call loving consists of picking out a woman and marrying her. They pick her out, I swear, I’ve seen them. As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. They probably say that they pick her out because-they-love-her, I think it’s just the siteoppo. Beatrice wasn’t picked out, Juliet wasn’t picked out. You don’t pick out the rain that soaks you to a skin when you come out of a concert.
